Chapter 1694: , The sword in the stone [four more]

All the people present gathered around and clamored.
Several people are already eager to cut their fingers.
The light transforms into: Sixth grade.
The moment the light was revealed, the sword inserted at the edge of the stone moved a few times, and the man stepped forward and took it out without any effort.
The people around became more lively, rushing to test their kendo talent.
Even Jian Xiu, who had a righteous expression on his face, but escaped before the battle-Li Jue, also pushed aside the crowd, planning to let the blood test.
Suddenly, an earth wall rose to separate the people from the stone tablet, and the strong earth element fluctuation made it impossible for everyone to break it.
"Don't squeeze, come one by one, there are so many swords here, I believe people with talent can definitely get them."
A small figure got out of the crowd and shouted.
Although I am reluctant to line up to the back of the line, but you still line up in a row.
After Chen Ping and everyone calmed down, they walked slowly to the back of the team, and the front team kept cursing or excited screams.
You can get a sword at least at the sixth rank, and the sixth rank is at the outermost rank, and one circle up is the seventh rank, then the eighth rank, the ninth rank, and the sword with a dragon's head and golden handle at the top.
The team slowly stepped forward, and the person who had not received the sword sat down in the corner of the room with a look of resentment. The person who obtained the sword was standing not far from the stone monument and talking loudly about the kendo talent of others.
After a while, Li Jue, who was in the middle of the team, walked out with a look of resentment. Hearing from his predecessors, he said that Li Jue's kendo talent turned out to be only the third rank.
Chen Ping had already expected this result. The sword is a gentleman, and he can only practice to the extreme with a righteous mind. Although this fierce decision looks very decent, he has more small calculations in his heart than anyone else.
Suddenly, the crowd gathered in the corner violently, using their own skills, launched an attack on the crowd who had already obtained the sword, causing numerous casualties in the room for a time.
The people who were still in the queue didn't know where to help, but they didn't take it lightly. Except for who has someone they know, the team will go to help a few, everyone in the self-protection while continuing to test.
Chen Ping sighed. Although these people did not die in the hands of the previous stone statues and mechas, they were still swallowed by their own complacency and desires. The people who got the sword ignored the feelings of others and pointed to those who did not get the sword. , People who haven't got the sword don't think about themselves, but vent their resentment on others.
Suddenly, the sword style that he had just learned before came out of consciousness: the sword of love.
Chen Ping picked up the sword and slashed towards the people who were still fighting each other. The sword did not touch anyone, but it seemed to cut something.
The crowd slowly stabilized when they were still in a frenzy just now, and Chen Ping retreated. He didn't rely on him for the rest.
Although the attack continued, the group of people was slowly separated from the drag.
Only a few of these people grabbed the sword, and these people were dressed in the clothes of the forces in the Baize imperial territory, and it was this group of people who encouraged those people to grab the sword.
Being used as a spear, the artillery shifted for a while, and the Zulong forces attacked the people of the Baize forces.
Chen Ping retreated leisurely, he didn't want to have too much involvement with any royal family at the moment.
The flames of war slowly extinguished, and because the number of Baize forces was small, most of them were besieged and suppressed by people from the Ancestral Dragon forces. The remaining few people were disarmed and lay on the ground.
The earth dwarf cultivator proposed to execute them all. Although he couldn't bear it, he hardly made any obvious opposition.
After a few shots, there were a few more grievances in this sword grave.
The team finally reached Chen Ping's side. Chen Ping pinched a drop of blood and wiped it on the stone tablet.
The words on the stele kept changing, and finally stayed on the tenth product. And the sword on the stone flew out of thin air and fell straight into Chen Ping's hands.
Although the movement was not much, it was still seen by sharp-eyed people.
Someone exclaimed at this, and the people who had been paying attention to the wounded for a while turned to look at this handsome young man with good strength.
The woman glared at Chen Ping, and the man wanted to be Chen Ping even more.
And what Chen Ping was thinking about holding the sword at this time was: Will this stele be unable to recognize Rank 11?
If someone else knows about this idea, it is estimated that he will be complimented for a while.
Chen Ping clasped his fists to everyone and said, "Thank you for your kindness, and Chen accepted it cheekily."
Seeing Chen Ping's politeness, the rest of the people also clasped their fists in return, congratulating him on getting the sword, but whether this is sincere or not does not seem so important.
Chen Ping returned to the Qianshan League team and received another blessing and congratulations. Even the few people who had just come in and cursed him all smirked and bowed to Chen Ping.
The elder Wang's kendo talent is the sixth rank, and he has obtained a sword as clear as water.
"I am getting older, and this sword is useless after practicing, so I might as well leave it to the leader."
After all, he placed the sword beside Song Ke.
I saw that Mu Chi slowly opened his eyes, and Chen Ping stopped him from trying to say something with his pale and chapped lips.
"No need to say anything, understand."
Chen Ping roughly understood what he was trying to say, so he just asked Song Ke where he was and how Song Ke was doing.
"I will help you."
Chen Ping rubbed a bit of dried blood from Mu Chi's wound and steadily walked towards the stele.
Chen Ping's fingertips condensed a drop of water to dissolve the blood scabs, and hit the stone tablet.
The words on the stele stopped at the eighth grade, and Chen Ping glanced at Mu Chi who was fainted, shook his head and smiled.
"Your sword."
After speaking, Chen Ping handed the sword he had just obtained from the stone to Mu Chi.
Mu Chi grinned weakly and held the sword tightly in his hand.
Elder Wang Cai moved Song Ke's stretcher to Mu Chi's side. Elder Wang also talked about his previous experience with Mu Chi.
When Mu Chi heard Song Ke's eruption, he looked sideways at the childhood sweetheart who was embarrassed everywhere and shed a tear.
"I beg you two to get married in place."
Upon seeing this, Chen Ping said helplessly.
"I almost forgot to have you."
Chen Ping pierced Song Ke's fingertips and took a drop of blood, and walked to the stele again.
"Top Ten!"
Chen Ping was surprised at the result, but there was no sword on this stone either.
The stele burst open suddenly, and there was a silver-white sword hidden inside the stele.
The sword didn't fly to its owner, but just lay there quietly waiting for someone to take it away. Chen Ping was stunned: "If Song Ke and I were testing in the front, would the people behind hate us to death?"
At the moment when Chen Ping took the sword, he accidentally touched the stone in the center, and saw that the originally indestructible rock turned into dust like a foam, and the remaining swords were scattered all over the place.
Below this stone is a staircase leading to the abyss.